She couldn't stand the man's gentleness, so she asked: "Aren't you going to the company in the afternoon?"
"There is a meeting at three o'clock. I'll be there at half past two!" he replied lazily.
She said nothing more, just turned around, put her face against his chest, listened to the rhythm of his heartbeat, and slowly put her arms around his waist.
"In the evening, I booked a private room at Miye. After get off work, I asked my driver to pick you up and go have dinner first. I have a meeting and may have to delay some time, so I went directly to Miye."
"What are you doing?" Her eyelids twitched, feeling sleepy.
"A few friends are getting together! Appointment is at seven o'clock!"
"Yeah!" She responded.
She was so tortured by Feng Hao last night that she lay in his arms. A wave of sleepiness surrounded Xia Yucheng's body. She squeezed into his arms and fell asleep.
After lunch break, Xia Yucheng sat in front of the computer and concentrated on drawing.
When she was about to get off work, Wu Liqi helped her print out the drawings. She looked left and right, thought about it several times, and was a little dissatisfied. She looked at the time and saw that it was almost time to get off work, so she asked Wu Liqi to go first.
The driver called her and she told her to wait for a while, but she didn't realize that time flew by so fast in the busy schedule. By the time she remembered the party Feng Hao had arranged, it was already half past seven.
After hurriedly packing up, the driver stood outside the car with a worried look on his face.
"Miss Xia, are you coming down here!" Thinking of how much Feng Hao valued this woman, he only called twice and didn't dare to urge her anymore. He didn't expect it to be so late.
He was so anxious!
After getting in the car, the driver handed her a wrapped bag of Chinese medicine, a straw and a small bag of candy: "Miss Xia, do you want to go to 'Yu Shi Fang'?"
"Forget it, it's so late. Just go to Miye and don't tell Mr. Feng that I didn't have dinner."
The driver was in a dilemma. What else could he hide from Mr. Feng? He didn’t want to die in an ugly way!
The car started. Xia Yucheng took the medicine bag and looked at it for a while. Then she slowly drank the medicine, which tasted bitter. Then she stuffed a piece of candy in her mouth. All this must have been Feng Hao's order.
Yes, no woman would reject his attentiveness and consideration.
Thinking about it, she chewed the candy in her mouth, but felt an inexplicable bitterness in her heart. The sense of unreasonable fear overwhelmed her instantly.
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The top floor of "Miye" can only be reserved by supreme VIP members. There are only four ultra-luxury private rooms on the entire floor, among which Private Room No. 1 is the largest.
Under the personal guidance of the manager, Xia Yucheng came to the private room No. 1. The manager opened the door and smiled cautiously: "Please come in!"
Everyone in the private room must have arrived. There were a large group of men and only two women, Ji Liuli and Ji Molin's fiancée Yin Xintian. Everyone was laughing and drinking.
As soon as she came in, all eyes turned to her.
She has fair skin, delicate facial features, and her black hair is draped softly on her shoulders. Although she has no makeup, she is standing in a splendid private room wearing a lavender dress. Her clean and pure look attracts people easily.
Everyone's sight.
Feng Hao, who had a gloomy expression just a second ago, had now relaxed a lot. He stood up and went over to hold her in his arms: "So late?"
"Traffic jam!" She gave the most commonly used and idiotic reason in the world.
In fact, whether there was a traffic jam or not, Feng Hao had already gotten the most truthful answer from the driver, so he curled his lips and felt unhappy, but said nothing more.